This is a scary question to answer, though. I’ve always feared that my identity is something people will reject.

I am different because I refuse to wear things just because they are trendy. I have to like them. It has to feel like “me.”
I am different because I want to get everything as cheaply as possible, as quickly as possible.
I am different because I want to look modest and feminine.
I am different because I am conservative in everything.
I am different because I am extra sensitive to the way things feel.
I am different because I want people to think I look cute.
I am different because I never want to dye or damage my hair in any way.
I am different because I have really sensitive ears.
I am different because I have high arches that may have fallen, and wide, veiny feet.
I am different because my skin tone is pretty darn neutral, falling slightly on the “cool” side.
I am different because I have bigger thighs, bigger chest, a slim waist, and a tummy pooch from pregnancy.
I am different because my features do not have much contrast in them.
I am different because I am keenly aware of aesthetics.
I am different because I like the fashion of the 40s and 50s.
I am different because I believe in being authentic and kind.
I am different because I get tired of ruts, but I am slow to embrace change.